Probably the dream of all dreams for motor racing enthusiasts.

I'm listening the new Mike Patton album "Mondo Cane". It's one of the most ridiculous things I never heard...
This is the real old Pop italian music and this guy in particular. He is amazing!





T’ho veduta.
T’ho seguita.
T’ho fermata.
T’ho baciata.

eri piccola,
piccola, piccola,
così!

M’hai guardato.
Hai taciuto.
ho pensato:
"Beh, son piaciuto".

Eri piccola,
piccola, piccola,
così!

Poi,
è nato il nostro folle amore,
che,
ripenso ancora con terrore.

M’hai stregato.
T’ho creduta.
L'hai voluto.
T’ho sposata.

Eri piccola,
piccola, piccola,
sì, così!

Orch.

T’ho viziata,
coccolata,
latte, burro,
marmellata.

Eri piccola,
piccola, piccola,
così!

E cretino
sono stato,
anche il gatto
m’hai venduto.

Ma eri piccola,
eh già, piccola, piccola,
così!

Tu,
fumavi mille sigarette.
Io,
facevo il grano col tresette.

Poi un giorno
m’hai piantato
per un tipo spappolato.
T’ho cercato,
l'ho scovato,
l'ho guardato,
s’è squagliato.

Quattro schiaffi t’ho servito,
Tu mi hai detto:"Disgraziato!".
La pistola m’hai puntato, eh,
ed un colpo m’hai sparato.

A sì…
Spara… (bang).
Spara… (bang),
e spara… (bang)
khoff, khoff , khoff, khoff , (colpi di tosse)

E pensare che eri piccola,
ma piccola,
tanto piccola,
così!
______________


View thee.
Followed thee.
Did I stop.
Kissed thee.

were small,
baby, baby,
things!

Hast watched.
Did you remain silent.
I thought:
'Well, I'm pleased. "

Were small,
baby, baby,
things!

Then
is born on our crazy love
that
I think even with terror.

Hast bewitched.
Thought thee.
Have you wanted.
Did I married.

Were small,
baby, baby,
yes, things!

Orch.

Thee flawed
petted,
milk, butter,
jam.

Were small,
small, small,
things!

And idiot
I've been,
the cat
hast sold.

But you were small,
already huh, baby, baby,
things!

You,
smoked thousand cigarettes.
I
I was a grain with three-seven.

Then one day
hast planted
a type pulped.
Sought thee,
I found it,
I looked,
s'č melted.

Four buffets served thee,
You said: "Wretch!".
Hast pointed the gun, eh
and hast a shot fired.

A se ...
Shoot ... (bang).
Shoot ... (bang)
... and shoot (bang)
khoff, khoff, khoff, khoff, (cough)

And to think you were small,
but small,
so small,
things!

RIP

THIS IS TRASHHH!

Year 1912, bordello services...and prices :)

Coleman died after being stricken with a brain hemorrhage following an accident at his home in Santaquin, Utah, on Wednesday, a hospital spokeswoman said. He was rushed by ambulance to a Provo hospital, Coleman's spokesman had said earlier Friday.
Poor little child...
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Given that the world is now pretty much digital, the use for video and tape cassettes is dwindling quite rapidly. I guess someone had to figure out how to use all of this tape.

I showcase a number of portraits of musicians made out of recycled cassette tape with original cassette. Also included are portraits made from old film and reels. The idea comes from a philosopher’s (Ryle) description of how your spirit lives in your body. I imagine we are all, like cassettes, thoughts wrapped up in awkward packaging.

This bug rock!

All we need is love...

walk into a bar…

It’s time for the music festivals. As always with extra dirty toilets, so remember to wash your hands after peeing. These ladies know how to do it, but the dude you are about to see doesn’t….




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How will you make your Mac Mini faster in playing games or graphic productivity softwares? Simple, just install Windows 7 on it.

This is one of the most perfect song i never heard

I've choosed some great thoughts of this famous mystic, thinker and painter, Gustavo Adolfo Rol (20 June 1903 -22 September 1994, Turin - Italy), whatever he done in his life, looked to me he done with such an easiness and sereity I think there could be a lot to learn from.

Being able to see! That's what those who teach should teach! ''Hearing'' is a gift of God, but being able to ''See'' is a matter of method, of habit and of system. Unfortunately when we hear too much, we tend to become disturbed by the reality of what we see, because feelings are an irresistible force, that drag one beyond the limits of reality where even the genius gets lost in the labyrinth of madness.

I take my revenge by forgiving, when I am not forced to punish with silence.

So, with one foot on this side and the other leaning on infinity, I almost feel like a bridge between two ages, with the universe flowing below me like a fluid substance which sweeps away with rage the ridiculous delirium of man in wanting to oppose or subtract himself to the laws that he himself ignores.

I bless life for all it offers, both good and evil: the last gift being death. Only one gift, though may this one be the last since I have too many to enjoy before death... Through happiness I will savour beforehand the drops of the divine nectar reserved for us, that fall into the heart; through misery I will see no more than the near and definitive end to my sufferance. So joy, joy everywhere in this marvellous life and may we praise God for having given this gift to us. Blessed is he who will have lived long enough on earth for he will be the happiest by God's side!

Destiny is the result of our decisions and as such, it is impossible to refute it.

Where man ends, God begins.

Desiring death is the highest sign of selfishness.

I saw you cry and I heard you curse against destiny. You cursed at yourself and you didn't realize you were becoming the victim of your own will. Destiny is something which doesn't exist, it is the son of intolerance but you win over it through resignation. Will lays in your hands this weapon, you need to learn how to use it. The struggle can be long and difficult but the sword with which you fight will not break even against the granite block of impossibility. This unknown force will never cease to protect you as long as you are aware of how to educate your heart to get to know it.

Truth is a virtue that does not tolerate compromises.

Imagination is our most scientific faculty.

I have nothing because I have everything; I have everything because I have nothing!

I discovered a terrible law that links the color green, the musical fifth, and heat. I have lost my will to live. I am frightened by power. I shall write no more!

Don't ever forget these things. Be strong with these things, I have opened for you, a few doors onto infinity. Give to others, pass the message on to your fellowmen! Tell others that they must believe they will survive, that life continues elsewhere, that only if we are unworthy of continuing to live we will return to Earth!

I like this song and video, could listen this all day long:

Well, I'm gonna watch this one tonight, hopefully it will be good.

I want it!!!!!

Yesterday, I had a visitor to my blog who stumbled here using four keywords in google search, so what you will say, well, nothing in particular but I found quite amusing that those four words were scat fuck gay blog :)
Dunno should I be worried that this visitor found my blog using this keywords or should I be worried that I thought I'm pervert...

Oh, the visitor came from Germany.

"Fm Shoes" means "Fuck me shoes" that means "I can do whatever you want ONLY if you wear these shoes".  So if you have problems whit girls  Vans can help you.

Here some history of Vans shoes:


Vans shoes was founded by Paul Van Doren with a simple idea; to make shoes and sell them directly to the public instead of using a middleman. Paul moved west to Southern California with his partners, Jim Van Doren, Gordy Lee and Serge D'Elia. The first official day of business was March 15, 1966, when the first Vans shoe store opened in Anaheim, California. They offered three styles of vans shoes on that first day, but had only made display shoes. The racks on the wall were stacked with empty boxes to help make it look like a shoe store.
Twelve customers came into the Vans store that morning and picked out the style and color of shoes they wanted. But they didn't have any shoes in stock so Paul and Gordy asked the customers to come back in the afternoon to pick up their shoes. They rushed back to the factory and made the shoes. When the customers returned in the afternoon to pick up their shoes, they needed change for their purchases. Paul and Gordy hadn't thought of this and didn't have any change available. So, they just gave them the shoes and asked them to come back the next day to pay for them. All 12 customers showed up the following day to pay for their shoes.
The first Vans old skool shoes had a diamond pattern in the sole across the entire bottom of the shoe. Vertical lines were then added later to make it stronger, a design which is now vans proprietary waffle sole. In 1976, skateboarders and skaters began wearing Vans shoes and asked to have different colors combined on them. In march 19, 1976, Vans came out with the first Era in red and blue vans authentic shoe. This shoe was designed by two professional skaters, Tony Alva and Stacy Peralta. That craze spread across the nation when Jeff Spicoli, a California surfer dude in the hit movie "Fast Times at Ridgemont High", wore a pair of Vans checkerboard slip ons.
The Vans footwear collection now features over 60 styles ranging from classic deck shoes and slip-ons to high performance skateboard shoes, snowboard boots and sandals. They are distributed through over 190 company-owned retail stores and outlets as well as through a nationwide network of independent shoe, sporting goods and apparel stores.


Moreover this is one of the most important (and maybe the only interesting) movie about skateboards “Lords of Dogtown"
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0355702/

Banshee: A mythological, female, magical creature that flies all night looking for prey. They feed on people's sadness. They kill by screaming in such a high pitch that it breaks glass and the arteries of its victim's body so that they drown in their own blood.

These last few episodes are like continuing to watch the porno when you're already done rubbing one out.
Anyway Jin and Sun die, Claire shoot at boob's Kate  and Sayiid came back over and told Jack he was the one.... then fulfilled a racial stereotype as a suicide bomber.

These guys still don't know what to do

BOOB Short Film from Honest Directors on Vimeo.